Cookie for you. Cookie for me.

Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.

When he looked at me, his eyes positively twinkled. Christ. I was screwed. Eyes were twinkling at me.

I have hope because I love you – I’ve been in love with you, Avery. Probably before I even realize that I was

Cam was already on his feet, waiting for me. I arched my brow at him. "Following me?" "Like a true serial killer," he replied.

Sorry,” he said, his voice thick and gruff. “It’s morning and you’re sitting on me. That’s a combination meant to bring any man down.

She tried to swallow, to take a breath, but her eyes met his, and there was nothing but aching intensity in his gaze. And she was drawn in, swept away.